Hope

In a minute I felt the floor underneath my legs. It was solid. I slowly open mu eyes to discover a strange busy area. Not sure if it's Earth or Bazoda although the winds suggested it was the latter. 

This would be Times Square if on Earth. People flooded the place brushing past me. The most populated commercial area I have been to. 

'We need to be certain of our location first' my brain suggests.

'This feels like Bazoda, though. I spell wickedness in the air' my heart whispers.

'I agree' my brain agrees but still insist.

I take a few steps ahead and pause near a teenage boy, who was trying to fix his cycle chain. He must be a few years younger than me; I guess.

"Hey kiddo. What planet is this?" I ask directly trying to sound like an elder person. He gives me a weird mocking stare.

"You're older than me but much foolish" he laughs and gets back to his tire.

Maybe I should reframe the sentence "Have you met the princess